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*grimaces*
It's evil. It. Must. Die.

OT: What man? What are you talking about?

Death: Yes, it must, but not yet. Give me a bit to figure out how to release the souls, then you can destroy it.

*Death facepalms*

Death: The same person that wanted to make deals with everybody? Remember him?

You are mistaken I am not Randall Flagg, Walter O'Dim or Gaunter O' Dimm or any other of his many personas... I am a bend of the rainbow and I serve the Crimson king... now please death give me to a mortal and I will be on my way..

OOC: Seems legit

OT: Oh no... What can we do to stop him?

Death: Oh, I am mistaken. Okay, you're going into my study...

*Walks off with the orb*

Death: You will go into the deepest, darkest pit of blackness I can find, and you will stay there until you release the souls of everybody inside you. So, be my guest, keep them for as long as you want.

*Walks back into the bedroom and wakes up DP*

Death: Do. Not. Touch. This. If you ever want to touch me again, you will listen to me.

*OT watches Death walk away.*

OT: I suppose there is nothing we can do... this is above our pay grade...

Why do you want him? I am not supposed to hold to long.. just 3 years. Seems reasonable.

Death: Well, I want him for the sole reason to piss you and your master off. But hey, I'm in no rush.

*Death pulls out the pocket knife and stabs it into a empty cupboard*

*Cupboard is drained of all light*

*Holds the orb over the cupboard*

Death: One last chance. Release him, or never see ANYTHING again. You have until the count to three.

Fine fine fine... hes already broken anyways...

*A wisp like energy leaves the orb heading towards Roland*

Well hes gone send me away! I dread this horrible place...

*Death smiles*

Death: Death always keeps her word.

*Closes the cupboard and walks out*

Death: It is done. But this thing says that he has already been broken. I do not know what it did.

*Jordan walks out of the room with a blanket draped around her shoulders*

*Yawn* What'd I miss?

Morrigan: I'm not entirely sure... I think Death solved the issue with Roland though.

OT: Broken? That's never a good thing. *Hastily walks off towards the infirmary*

Woah! Death?! Like, the 'You're going to die! Come with me!' Death?

*Crosses arms and stares at the orb*

Is it finished?

Morrigan: yeah, she's alright

Oh. Cool. Thanks for letting me borrow some of your clothes, by the way., Morrigan, was it?

Morrigan: Yes, that's me. I'm surprised your not flipping out over this. You lost it at OT and Horus but you're taking us knowing Death pretty well.

I've met her a few times, that's why. First time was inside the stomach of a Deviljho, second time was when I got cocooned by a Nerscylla, third time I was impaled by a Nargacuga spike, and I think the fourth time was when I was almost bitten in half by a Apex Rathalos. All very painful, I assure you. But She came everytime and told me that I wasn't going to die, and well, as you can see, I didn't die.

*Crosses arms again*

She looks different though. Like she went up one or two bra sizes...

Morrigan: Huh, and how is it you're not a mess of scar tissue?

*My eyes open*

No... my tet, my Ka-Mate..

*Grabs head as fresh surge of memories hit*

Susan...

*Vomits*

OOC: Poor Roland

I am. You should see what it's like underneath my clothes. Had to pretty much get sown back together after the Rathalos attack...

Morrigan: I can imagine... I've only got one scar, normally I can heal wounds instantly with no scar, but I chose to keep this one *Turns around and pulls one of the wing holes to show Jordan a deep scar right between her shoulder blades*

*In the infirmary Cal quickly moves back to avoid the vomit*
Cal: Uh.. welcome back
*Ot walks in*
Ot: You're awake! What happened?

Why'd you keep it? Memory of something, I take it?

*Pulls up shirt slightly and points out a long scar that goes across entire length of waist*

Bite mark. I'm lucky it was a mildly small one too, any bigger, and you'd be talking to the top half of me right now.

*Pulls shirt up slightly higher and shows another one scar in the middle of the chest, while covering breasts*

Nargacuga spike him me right there. A little to the left, and it would've deformed my boob, but more importantly, pierced my heart and killed me within seconds.

*Pulls out magnum aiming at Ot*

You Taheen trash! *Eyes appear to be Wild with rage*

You abomination!

*Fires all six rounds in Ots right eye in less then a second*

Morrigan: Yeah... *Looks away thinking then turns back*
Why do you do this to yourself? Why take on this job?

*Rounds fail to injure OT but he's knocked back by the force of them*
OT: SOMEBODY GET IN HERE!
*Jumps on top of Roland trying to hold him down*

To have a purpose in life. I didn't have a family, and all of my friends were dying while they were hunting. I had to avenge them, so I took on the mantle of Hunter, and did my thing. It's...It's hard work, but it pays off knowing you've made the world a little bit more safe after every hunt.

*Hears gunshots*

Isn't that the injured mans gun?

Morrigan: I hope not c'mon!

*Runs off following the noise*

*Follows Morrigan with sword sheathed on back*

*Morrigan bursts into the infirmary*
Morrigan: What's wrong?!
*OT still holding Roland down*
Cal: He woke up, threw up then tried to kill Nick!

*Unleashes hell, every second Ot is hit with twelve rounds from the mags sending him back. I reload with such speed that it appears my hands are a blur*

I shall make you pay! My family...

*Stops and grabs head and howls with pain*

*Looks around then takes the gun off ZK*

*In a soothing voice*

Calm. I am a human here, you can talk to me. Why is it you attempt to shoot your friends? They saved you. Now remember...!